Gu Qingheng gasped, he had considered this possibility, but had also analyzed its feasibility, yet hearing it from this young man’s mouth now, he suddenly felt he had underestimated the Fla Sect, or perhaps had not fully understood Fla’s ambitions.
"Big brother knows quite a lot, huh." Gu Qingheng scrutinized the two n and one woman again, suddenly feeling these three were definitely not ordinary Miao people.
"The ambition of the Fla Sect has never been hidden," Ran Lei sneered, "otherwise our family wouldn’t need to escape everywhere like this. You all take care."
"Wait." Unexpectedly, Dao Xuzi stepped forward, blocking their departure, "You said Miaojiang was massacred by the Fla Sect, are they all dead?"
"Old man, what are you saying?" Ayang was a bit displeased, "Our Miao people are indestructible, aren’t we still alive? One day, we’ll kill Fla."
"Glad they’re not all dead, or I’d be at a loss." Dao Xuzi paid no mind to Ayang’s attitude, stroking his beard and muttering, "Soone owes a big favor... Oh right, what’s it called? Hua... Huaka Tribe, yes, that’s the na, the people there aren’t all dead, are they?"
"You’re the one who’s dead," Ayang lost control again.
"May I ask, Senior, do you have a grudge against the Huaka Tribe? To curse them like this?" Ran Lei’s expression turned dark.
"No grudge," Dao Xuzi waved his hand, "It’s because the tribal chief of the Huaka Tribe owes a big favor. If he was killed, wouldn’t I be at a loss?"
"The tribal chief of Huaka Tribe?" Ayang and Ran Lei exchanged a glance.
"Yes." Dao Xuzi nodded, "What’s his na again? Right, Ran Anong? Or was it Ran Anong, anyway, Miao nas are all quite odd."
"May I ask about the favor?" Ran Lei’s eyes flashed with a glimr; his father was nad Ran Anong.
"That was twenty... twenty-five years ago, I was wandering in these mountains and encountered an incident..." Dao Xuzi smacked his lips.
"What incident?" Ran Lei felt a surge of excitent.
"I encountered..." Dao Xuzi suddenly gave Ran Lei a blank stare, "Why should I tell you? No roasted rabbit to eat, not saying anymore." He turned around with his hands behind his back and walked to stand behind Gu Qingheng.
Ran Lei’s face was filled with black lines, this old man, acting all arrogant, but the more he behaved like this the more curious Ran Lei beca. He had once heard his parents instruct his elder brother that if he ever encountered soone with a Tiger Bone Token, he must assist them wholeheartedly if they ntioned the na Ming Xu, as a way to repay a favor.
The favor itself was never ntioned by his parents, they just left that instruction.
Back then they said ten years, but now... isn’t it precisely twenty-five years ago? Could it really be this old man?
"You’re not making this up, are you?" Ran Lei pouted, "Empty words..."
"I’m not stooping to your level, kid." Dao Xuzi reached into his neck and pulled out a black string, on which hung a small white token.
Ran Lei’s eyes lit up imdiately: "Can I take a look?"
Dao Xuzi didn’t mind, just took it off and tossed it over: "Don’t break it, I still haven’t claid my favor from them yet." He had left it in the corner of his dicine chest, and brought it specifically when coming to help Gu Qingheng this ti.
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